after the end.

I wrote this poem on Judgement Day, So I could say just that, Oh what a farce.


After the End
By: Divine Giray

May 21, 2011

So the Zealots have shut there mouths
And there are no more signs and pamphlets telling me how its going to end The Judgment Day that is forever coming.
When I look at movies through time I can see in black and white from techni-color to Digital Plasma and 3D showing me people throughout the decades of history telling us that The End is Near!
Its not like I have any fear, because if its my time to go, then I hope that god guides my soul in the right direction and that the good outweighs all of the bad I do in life fast tracking me light years away to the heavens in the black holes taking me to new universes and divine realms. Let me learn at the university of enlightenment where people like Jesus, Moses, Muhammad, Buddha, Malcolm, Martin, and Ghandi are all my professors teaching me awaking me to go back and free my people, or Ill become an angel and graduate to a mortal soul guiding them in a righteous direction so we can one day chill in the skies.
Descending the gifts of the Most High is my pleasure. For compassion is a virtue, like the rain in the weather, Gentle drops to wake up droughts. For the power lies deep inside overcoming all of your doubts. Your fears in such. Love will fester and Lives will be touched to live another day.